It's Just a Job, Part 2

by Pjaco1

"What are you doing?" asked Molly.

"I am going to make myself feel good, jusst like you were doing with that stuffed horse up in your room" replied Amelia. She finised taking off her shorts and panties, and laid back in the chair, spreading her legs as wide as she could.

Molly could not take her eyes off of Amelia. She had never seen another girl displayed like that before. She absentmindedly started to rub herself as she watched intently.

"Come over here closer and you can see better".

Molly went over and kneeled next to the chair. She was mesmerized as Amelia stroked her fingers up and down her cunny. She could see the moisture, more than had ever come from her own hairless slot. Suddenly, Amelia reached down and took her hand. She brought it up to join her own at the junction of her thighs.

Molly pulled her hand back. "Look over there" Amelia said, nodding toward the screen. "I think you need to help me out some". Molly knew instantly what she meant. She slowly reached back and started stroking the neatly trimmed cunny in front of her. Her fingers were instantly coated with the thick fluid of an aroused pussy.

Amelia again took her hand and guided her finger into the tight fold of her pussy. "Just like that" she said, as she simulated the motion of moving her finger in and out, then moved in a secong finger. Molly caught on quickly, and Amelia resumed rubbing her nubbin that was protruding from the top of her slit. She was getting hotter and hotter, and she knew what she wanted next. She pulled Molly's fingers out from her pussy and brought them to her mouth, sucking the juices from one.

She took the other and put it to Molly's lips. "Taste me", she said. Molly's lips opened ever so slightly, and the finger slid in easily. Molly sucked the girl's juices from her finger. Not as bad as I thought, she said to herself.

Amelia could not take it anymore. She withdrew her finger from Molly's mouth and place her hand ont he back of her head. She slowly, but firmly, pulled the little girl's head toward her waiting pussy. "Now, kiss me here. It will taste just as good....I promise."

Molly held back at first, but allowed herself to be drawn in to the waiting pussy. She started out kissing it like she would an aunt who she sees once or twice a year, just a dry-lipped peck. She did this for a bit, until Amelia whispered "use your tongue". Molly gave her a tentative lick, then another, then a third.

Amelia almost hit the ceiling. She had never in her young life experienced anything like this. She had played with herself many times, and had imagined what this would be like, but it never prepared her for this feeling. She was on fire, and she held Molly's head tightly to her pussy. Molly responded by licking faster. It actually was not as bad as it seemed, and she was really enjoying being able to give the older girl such feelings.

Amelia started moving her hips wildly and thrashing her head. And then it hit. She started gushing with fluids she never knew she had in her. Molly's face became covered with all the juices of Amelia's first tongue-given orgasm. It went on for what seemed like hours to Amelia. Finally, Amelia stopped coming. She was light-headed, and out of breath. Molly's jaw was sore, but when she looked at the teenage girl, she knew she wanted to feel that way too. Amelia started to regain her senses. She looked down at Molly and smiled.

To be continued